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There once was a man with a job
Whose boss was a constant knob
He worked all day long
But nothing went wrong
Until his health did sob
About the Creator
R.Freya
Poetry is my soul's language, and I wield words like a paintbrush. From heartbreak to hope, I capture emotions and spin them into verse.
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